The Smell of Your Dreams

I have never felt

Love before lust,

Which means I have never

Dreamed of a man

I did not already want

To own.

 

I care more for your

Bones than your dreams,

Which is why we can

Lie here like friends –

And we both know this

Quietly.

 

When I look at your

Locked bones I grin,

And I think that’s what

Kept you till now

From allowing me into

Your bed.

 

I have never felt

Love before lust,

But the smell of your dreams

On your pillow

Is just how I thought it

Would be.

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